told her that he had questions—and plenty of them.
“Thank you,” was all she managed to whisper before putting her helmet back on.
He gunned the engine and drove them away from the scene of the accident. This time, his speed was well within the city limits.
Chapter Five
“Wolf in the city?” Arianna asked as Jayson turned the key in the doorknob.
He smirked, opened the door, and let her pass. “I’ve always preferred the metropolitan scenery. You know that.”
She stood in the foyer of his condo and took in the open floor plan. The focal point of the room was the massive white marble fireplace. An abstract art picture made of stained glass was fixed above it. The windows were oversized and stretched from floor to ceiling. She walked to the other end of the condo and pressed her hand to the glass leading out to the private terrace. There was a scenic view of the night sky and high-rise buildings next to them. The ceiling was vaulted, kind of like a dome. He didn’t have much furniture, but then again, from what she could remember he always kept the minimum. Jayson’s place was the epitome of a bachelor’s pad.
He threw his jacket over the coat rack and tossed a set of keys on an end table. “Make yourself at home. Can I get you something to drink?”
“I’ve had enough for one night, thank you.” She took a seat on a brown leather coach and slipped off her heels.
Jayson disappeared around a wall and returned with two chilled bottles of water. “I meant a regular drink,” he said, and handed one to her which she accepted.
She pressed the cool plastic to her forehead and leaned back on his couch. His eyes studied her intently as he chugged his water down in three gulps.
Finally, he sat down next to her. “Do you mind telling me why we were being chased like wild rabbits?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know exactly.”
“Exactly?”
“Zeldano’s escorts drove me to the night club after we had dinner at his estate. I—”
Jayson turned to face her. “Are you dating him now?”
“No,” she replied, frowning. “It was a business dinner. For me and my father.”
“What type of business?”
“They’re planning a partnership.” This time she shifted in her seat to give him her undivided attention. “How long have you and my father been planning to dissolve Klein and Truman, LP?”
“For a while. A progression of things led up to our decision. Prior to his death, my father signed all his shares over to me instead of ending their contract. To this day, I wonder why he would do something like this knowing that Mr. Klein and I don’t work well together.”
“How did I not know about these plans to dissolve?”
“Your father has done an extraordinary job of keeping the details out of the public. After all, more than half of his clients are loyal Caedmon followers. He is not. ”
“You’re right. He hasn’t announced his withdrawal yet. It’s only a matter of time before he pulls his support from the new Caedmon leadership. According to him, there is an open deal on the table for him and Zeldano.”
“A deal?”
“Yes. A contract that, to my understanding, would precede the dissolution of Klein and Truman.”
“Our current agreement does not allow us to enter into other partnerships. At least, not while this one is currently ongoing.”
“This was where my father brought me into the mix. Since I still carry the Klein name, he wants me to sign as initial partner…that and other stipulations…”
Arianna stood and walked over toward the glass doors leading onto the terrace. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked out against the dark backdrop, city lights, and tall buildings.
How did it all come to this? She should have seen it coming. Her father had been facilitating drastic changes to the business model. Every week, she’d hear about a long-time client seizing to do business with him. Arianna had enough expertise to know that the majority of businesses
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